The Knowing

Sometimes...when a mighty
wind breathe's
A lullabye resounds, brings
forth leaves from the trees
Sends them scurrying in
dances
To pleasure the earth
Back to the knowing, from
whence
They once birthed, and

Sometimes...in darkness
When all the world sleeps
The mother trees might cry
For their babes, they might
weep
Dropping tears into rivers that
flow
Ever fast
Each tiny droplet...gone...
Lost in the vast

M P 1/7/21